My Fiancée Guessed Wrong Groom, so I Left
At the wedding door games, my best friend, Justin Winston, suggests that my fiancee, Tiffany Bastion, feel everyone's abs while blindfolded so that she can guess who the groom actually is.
Amid everyone's cheers, Tiffany gives every groomsman a nice feel before shaking her head firmly.
"This is too easy! If I can't even recognize my own husband, we might as well call off the wedding!"
When Tiffany is about to touch me, Justin suddenly flashes me a mysterious smile. Then, he takes off his shirt and moves to stand in front of her.
The next moment, Tiffany shrieks excitedly, "This is my husband! I can't be wrong about this!"
Justin lets out a chortle. Then, he grabs Tiffany by the wrist and begins navigating her hand from his abs down to his groin.
"Why don't you give this a good feel? Do you still think this is your husband?"
Tiffany just smiles bashfully as she roams her hands all over Justin's body.
As I look at the pair's overly intimate actions, I sneer at them before stuffing the wedding bouquet into Justin's hands.
"Since you two are in sync with each other that much, you might as well host this wedding on your own."